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Alexander Pope
Age: 56 †
Born: 1688
Born: May 21
Died: 1744
Died: May 30
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But thousands die without or this or that, Die, and endow a college or a cat.
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For thee I dim these eye and stuff this head With all such reading as was never read.
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Fondly we think we honor merit then, when we but praise ourselves in other men.
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What bosom beast not in his country's cause?
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Heaven forming each on other to depend, A master, or a servant, or a friend, Bids each on other for assistance call, Till one man's weakness grows the strength of all.
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Ambition first sprung from your blest abodes: the glorious fault of angels and of gods.
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Then, at the last and only couplet fraught With some unmeaning thing they call a thought, A needless Alexandrine ends the song, That, like a wounded snake, drags its slow length along.
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See the wild Waste of all-devouring years! How Rome her own sad Sepulchre appears, With nodding arches, broken temples spread! The very Tombs now vanish'd like their dead!
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A wise physician, skill'd our wounds to heal, is more than armies to the public weal.
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Learn to live well, or fairly make your will You've play'd, and lov'd, and ate, and drank your fill: Walk sober off, before a sprightlier age Comes titt'ring on, and shoves you from the stage.
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Here hills and vales, the woodland and the plain Here earth and water seem to strive again, Not chaos-like together crushed and bruised, But, as the world, harmoniously confused: Where order in variety we see, And where, though all things differ, all agree.
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In this commonplace world every one is said to be romantic who either admires a fine thing or does one.
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He who serves his brother best gets nearer God than all the rest.
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chaos of thought and passion, all confus'd.
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